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Chapter 304: Killing the Blue

"Mom, you said that I'm a lazy cat, the sun is getting more than half a day."

As the curtains opened, the sun shone slanted from the treetops. In the bedroom, Liu Yifei stretched and full of energy. She threw herself onto the bed, rushed into the quilt, hugged Liu Xiaoli's waist, and smirked.

"What time is it?" Liu Xiaoli's hair was messy and weak, her hair stuck to her fair cheeks, her skin was white and red, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and she was lazy and charming.

"It's almost ten o'clock." Liu Yifei's delicate nose sniffed, and the smell was strange. He sniffed like a kitten, and shouted: "Mom, what's the smell? Why is it so weird?"

"Hmm?" Liu Xiaoli woke up in an instant, pushed her baby daughter with both hands, her cheeks flushed, and she growled: "I'm so old, I'm still rushing into my mother's arms. It's not embarrassing to be embarrassed, hurry up and go out."

"By the way, Han..." Liu Xiaoli glanced at her baby daughter, as if nothing happened: "Han Qiao has left?"

"He has left long ago." Liu Yifei acted coquettishly: "No, mom, have you got better?"

"I made noodles in the morning." Liu Yifei raised his chin and his eyes were slanted.

You stinky girl.

Liu Xiaoli's face suddenly turned cold: "I haven't seen you so diligently, and you can't get up even if you're so tired in the sun.

"Go out and you'll get annoyed when you see it."

"mom."

"go out!"

"Hmph." Liu Yifei got out of bed angrily, stamped his feet, went out, and his face turned into a small bun.

My mother looks so good but has such a bad temper.

eccentric.

With a "bang", the bedroom door was closed willfully by Liu Yifei.

Liu Xiaoli leaned against the head of the bed, frowned for a while, sighing as if she was melancholy and resentful, looking out the window, staring blankly.

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"Old Han, are you here?" Gao Qunshu was fat and could not bear the stuffiness. His tight white short shirt was soaked, fat head and big ears. When he saw Han Qiao, he gasped: "This is the crew's expense this month."

"Brother Gao, just watch it." Han Qiao didn't care, and there was also on-site producer review.

"Okay, look at the landlord's wife again?" Gao Qunshu smiled lustfully, sat down, glanced at the computer, and slapped his fat hand on his thigh: "Old Han, you're in trouble."

“How to say it?”

"This Zhou Liming is a famous film critic. The Film Critics Association knows that he is the vice president."

"I'm poking a hornet's nest?"

"It's almost the same. The most important thing is that he has a good relationship with Huayi."

Gao Qunshu's mouse slides down and said, "I think this week's Liming is Xiang Zhuang's sword dancing, with the intention of Pei Gong."

Han Qiao took out the smoke: "Brother Gao, tell me in detail."

Gao Qunshu lowered his head and sniffed a cigarette: "You know that Huayi and I have a good relationship, that is, I'm too lazy to talk about others."

The fat finger poked the screen: "Huayi feels a sense of crisis. Your first movie has a good box office, and it defeated Feng Xiaogang. If Feng Xiaogang failed to invest in a huge movie this time, it would be difficult for Huayi to have the current momentum."

Huayi is the leader of the Beijing circle. It is the only way to say that Pangu Film and Television’s strong rise is almost Huayi’s old approach, one star and one guide.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

"Your movie is hard." Gao Qunshu cut off the smoke. Han Qiao is good, but if you want to compare with Huayi, there are undoubtedly ants and elephants.

"The soldiers come and the generals block the water and the soil come and cover it." Han Qiao patted Gao Qunshu's shoulder: "Brother Gao, you have been with our media friends these days and have a good time in this mountain city."

"Okay, I can't help you with the others, this guy is good."

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This time the media group came, and the banner was to communicate and learn. As the name suggests, the focus was on communication.

Eat, drink and have fun.

Hanqiao spent a lot of money, and there were not many tourist attractions in the mountain city, almost all of which were in districts and counties. The car was picked up and delivered, and the travel accommodation was properly handled.

Three days later.

Hongya Cave Scenic Area.

Hongya Cave is located on the banks of the Jialing River, surrounded by the mountains and built along the river. At 6:00 pm, the lights are on, and the stilt house is brightly lit. The river water reflects the prosperity of the riverside, which is beautiful.

Han Qiao patrols the set.

Hongya Cave is being renovated this year, and relevant departments are interested in creating a CD city cultural business card. Hanqiao's filming this time can be said to be a green light all the way.

Qiansimen Bridge is closed, and the bridgehead is vast and tourists are all over the place.

Live shot.

"Brother Han, how about my outfit?" Wang Fei looked excited when she was filming for the first time. This time she played the supporting role, which had 5 seconds of shots.

"Are you just dressed up?" Han Qiao looked up and down: "How are you doing these days?"

"Hehe, it's very good. We are all going back and praising the nameless."

"Brother Han, you're ready." The venue was sweating profusely. Tonight was a big scene, and there was a lot of effort just by coordination.

"Okay." Han Qiao turned to Wang Fei and said seriously: "Brother, it depends on you whether my movie is life or death."

"Don't worry." Wang Feika took the photo, and her fair nose thrust: "I'm an ace agent."

Wang Fei is enthusiastic and cheerful. With her here, the media team has double insurance.

Han Qiao walked to the director's area.

All departments are ready to take their seats.

With his order, the entire crew suddenly started to operate.

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Curly received a text message from Zhenzhen and made an appointment to meet at Hongyadong. When he arrived at Hongyadong, there were crowds of people and there were festive tourists everywhere.

Little do you know.

at this time.

Several agile undercover agents had already stared at him, and the voice in the headset was calm: "Don't worry, the fish is hooked."

Under the bridge.

Playing and singing.

The underworld was swaying over the market, with white spiritual banners and black and white photos of Gao Ming holding high, pushing a tricycle, and a loudspeaker broadcasting: "Gaoming will not repay the debt, and will lose his son and grandson."

The red God of Wealth doll moved clumsyly with the flow of people, and the heart-wrenching guitar singing came from a distance: "A good person like me"

"It should have been brilliant for a lifetime."

"Why did it take more than twenty years?"

"It's still floating in the sea of ​​people."

“…”

The little brat held the balloon and pulled his mother and shouted: "Mom, mom, it's the wrinkle wheel, it's the wrinkle wheel."

Jay Chou hugged the guitar, covered his eyes with long hair, squatted down his waist, and took out a small windmill from his arms, cool and cool: "It's Jay Chou, not Jay Chou."

The red God of Wealth doll watched the little girl jump and jump, innocent, lowered her head, and took out 100 yuan from her arms in a mess, and her voice buzzed: "Young man, find a factory to make screws, singing is not suitable for you."

He patted Jay Chou's shoulder and the God of Wealth muttered: "Dog Damn I miss my daughter."

The abortion suddenly panicked.

The God of Wealth Doll looked in front of him from a distance. The tall high school student was holding a hunting rifle, and the one standing next to him was his daughter.

Instantly.

The God of Wealth took off his hood and shouted: "What are you doing?"

"Damn it, it turns out you stole my gun."

Han Qiao's eyes were fierce, and the hunting rifle pointed at the head of the underworld from afar, gritting his teeth: "Liu Wu, I'll kill you today."

The girl beside her had a simple ponytail, pure and charming, with a panic look on her, and rushed to Han Qiao: "Gao Xiang, have you forgotten your dream of being a policeman?"

“Some people have no choice.”

Han Qiao turned around, his eyes broke in an instant, and he smiled, and pushed the girl to the ground and was about to shoot.

"No."

With a shrill cry and gunshot, the whole world suddenly became quiet, and then the scene was messy.

The girl was so scared that she covered her head. After a while, she opened her eyes. The heavy back of the man in front of her slowly fell to the ground. The girl was stunned: "Dad."

"What are you doing here..."

The man looked down at his abdomen, his breath was weak, and his voice was low: "It's good...reading...don't...don't learn from me..."

"dad……"

"Dad...I beg you...I beg you don't talk..."

The girl tried her best to cover the man's wound with her hands, but the blood could not stop flowing out, and tears were like beads: "Dad... Dad... wake up..."

"Dad... look... look... look... I didn't change my name." The girl took out the textbook from her schoolbag, and her bloody fingers made Bai Jie's textbook dirty, and the bloody finger prints were pressed on the name: "Dad... look..."

Han Qiao didn't expect that Ma Xianyong would be killed with one shot. His eyes were flustered in an instant, he threw the gun, and took out his cell phone from his arms tremblingly. The phone beeped: "Assist the phone... answer the phone quickly..."

Life is like the year, and the second hand ticks.

finally.

The phone is connected.

"There is someone who is heavily gunned in Hongya Cave and has a heavy bleeding. The wound is on the abdomen. It is located under Hongya Cave, hurry..."

"Hurry up."

"Little bastard."

The underworld picked up the gun, slapped the phone with a slap, slammed it, and the gun hit Han Qiao's head. A big pussy made Han Qiao's eyes appear, and the butt stock hit Han Qiao's head. At this time, Han Qiao's big foot was soft and 38 yards was on Han Qiao's head, and the gun hit his temple: "Little bastard, don't you? You dare to shoot. You are just like your useless father, you are useless."

Han Qiao vomited blood and foamed at the mouth: "Call an ambulance, an ambulance."

"Call you mom."

"I will kill you today."

At this time.

The white-haired old man turned against the crowd, knelt on his knees, wailing and begging: "Let him go, he is still so young, I beg you to let him go..."

"Let your mom be so old." The underworld gave the little brother a look and several people punched and kicked.

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The drama is in full swing.

Wang Fei held the child, the child held the balloon, watching the excitement. She used to think that filming was simple, but now she found that filming was too hard.

Just say the underworld slaps.

I slap my back and forth seven or eight times.

That was really hard. Seeing Han Qiao's handsome face was bruised and swollen, and then he was stepped on the ground by 38-sized shoes. The old man was even more dedicated. Even if he kept his strength, he would not feel uncomfortable when he punched and kicked.

The entire crew is like a gear, rotating tightly and regularly.

His face was full of seriousness.

Wang Fei looked down at the child, without thinking, and his slender legs clamped the child's head and fiddled with the camera.

The child had a lollipop in his mouth, his round cheeks were squeezed by his two plump legs, his pink face became a ball, his facial features were closed together, and his hands were grabbed by him, and his round black eyes were mournful.

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The underworld doesn't want to.

Some people are so brave.

He looked at his glasses and held up a gun, and asked his younger brother: "Are we a gangster, or are they a gangster, and are there any other kings?"

The old man has a kindness to him. The man walks with three feet and will repay all kindness. He holds a gun with a tough head and smiles tilted: "I don't care whether you are gangsters or not. Fuck you, I'm still a robber."

"Liaozi Shudao San, put down my gun."

"Little brother, be careful to dodge to the waist so crazy." The underworld held up the gun and walked step by step to the glasses. The two guns hit the head. The underworld "sprayed" and spitted on the glasses' face: "Let's shoot, little pussy."

Glasses didn't expect the underworld to be so trembling, and his hands were trembling. He didn't dare to shoot him.

The barrel is cold, the dark muzzle has the pungent smell of sulfur, and phlegm flows down the corners of the eyes.

The underworld sneered: "Just like you, you're a robber. Don't say, you're just a stupid thief who robbed the mobile phone store and shot the model."

"Just your IQ, don't robbers. Find a factory to make screws from 9 to 9, find a woman to have a son, and continue to make screws after 20."

"That's it..." The underworld shouted wildly...

"Bang."

Fireworks explode in the sky.

The underworld touched his forehead, his hands were wet, and his eyes were fixed on his glasses: "Damn it, you really shot."

"Boss."

The underworld guy was slashing his knife and was about to kill him without saying a word.

Curly hair carried a plastic bench, Zhenzhen carried a broom, and rushed up without hesitation.

"What are you doing? Raise your hands!"

"Squat down, hold your head with both hands, what are you doing? Run, run away again."

The alarm sounded through the night sky.

Lens switching.

Wang Fei held the little girl, and the little girl blinked cutely, and she was so sarcastic that she grabbed her mother's hair with a smile: "Mom, mom, the gunshots, the gunshots."

Wang Fei grabbed the little girl's chubby cheek: "It was the fireworks that exploded."

"Look."

As my fingers pointed it out, singing and dancing rose to peace, the bright neon lights reflected in the river, and the fireworks in the sky exploded, colorful.

People and their lives.

Born differently.

Looking at the pure iron ring on her hand with glasses, she forced a smile: "Happy wedding."

Curly hair hugged Zhenzhen: "Don't worry, your parents are my parents."

"Thank you." Zhenzhen smiled happily.

The next moment.

The curly hair was pressed to the ground, with both hands tightly on their hands. With a sound of squeezing, the iron bracelet was steadily worn on the wrist.

The two brothers were silent.

Gao Xiang committed manslaughter.

Manslaughter in glasses.

Curly robbery and went to jail.

Zhenzhen lost her support, and the ending can be imagined.

Ma Xianyong is dead.

The underworld is dead.

Ma Yiyi watched her father lying quietly in the black bag. As the bag was pulled up, she lost her father and mother.

Ma Jiaqi woke up from his sleep.

It's sunset outside.

The whole room was shrouded in the bright sunshine, her hair was bright, the rings given by her glasses were shining, and as the sun set, the whole room fell into a dead darkness.

Whether it is sunshine or darkness.

She can't go anywhere.

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"Old Han... look at it."

"Okay, Brother Gao, take more white shots." Han Qiao covered the ice bag, his whole face was bruised and swollen, gritted his teeth, and spit out a mouthful of blood foam.

The crew was inspected.

He hurried to the media group and lost the ice pack from Hanqiao from afar: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."

Han Qiao was still in the costume, and was in a mess. The media group was confused and filmed a scene, but it ended inexplicably, looking at Han Qiao's injured face.

Just about to speak.

A female fan rushed over and cried: "Xiaoqiao, you are injured."

Han Qiao waved his hand: "It's all for the show."

oops.

The media suddenly came to their senses, and the camera was jammed. How touching. The first young actor in China was seriously injured for the show, and fans felt distressed and cried...

Who says Hanqiao movies are trash...

Such a dedicated actor, such a professional crew, such a touching plot, and so much rustic...

"Brother Han, look at the camera."

Han Qiao smiled with her lips pursed and the photos were frozen.

The interview was finished.

Han Qiao waved his hand: "Thank you all media friends, I won't be drunk tonight..."

"Brother Han, please be polite."

"It should."

"Brother Han, don't worry, as we have seen it with our own eyes, this movie will definitely be a big box office."

"Thank you for your good words."

Han Qiao entertained a good media friend and turned to Xiao Wang and said, "Xiao Wang, write down all the addresses, and I will send you a banner to thank them for their contribution to this drama."

Xiao Wang nodded and was completely impressed.

The pennant costs a few dollars, but when you receive the pennant, your mentality will be different.

To put it bluntly.

If the box office exceeded 100 million and I would go home to brag during the Chinese New Year, the movies I collaborated with Han Qiao exceeded 100 million.

You want evidence.

Look at this pennant.

Have a few more glasses of wine.

Even if they don’t brag for Han Qiao or for themselves, these media will crazily brag "The Unknown".

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"Jie Lun."

"Hanqiao."

Jay Chou was betrayed by Han Qiao. On September 15, the two recorded "Girls' Generation". Thanks to Han Qiao's slutty idea, Jay Chou confessed to Jolin Tsai.

Jolin Tsai had long had a good impression of this shy and talented young man, and agreed with the flow. The combination of two Js made Han Qiao feel very accomplished.

Original time and space,

Jay Chou fell in love with Jolin Tsai for a short time. This time, I hope they can have a good result.

“How is it like making a movie?”

"Very good." Jay Chou's hair covers his eyes, cool: "But I still like directors, Han Qiao, how about you tell me how to direct a movie?"

"kindness?"

Jay Chou made a movie?

Don't say it.

Golden Horse, Best New Actor in the Golden Horse.

Han Qiao was a little embarrassed: "Of course there is no problem. With your talent, you will definitely make money from movies."

"It's not as good as you said." Zhou Jielun was in a good mood and rarely reached out to hug Han Qiao: "I really want to take pictures then, remember to come and help me."

"no problem."

"Hey, brother, tell me, if you can make a movie with a song, wouldn't it be very powerful?"

"You've talked about it to my heart." Zhou Jielun looked at Han Qiao, and it was hard to find a confidant: "I have had this idea for a long time, and the MVs were all too ugly."

"I will play the villain at that time."

"Jie Lun, how about you watching me film?"

"Very awesome." Zhou Jielun looked at Han Qiao's wounds: "I really didn't expect you to be so dedicated."

"Right." Han Qiao smiled: "Jie Lun, you have so many fans. You said, if you were beaten so badly like me, will the fans feel very distressed? Will the fans feel distressed? Will the box office be high?"

"Something makes sense."

"Yes." Han Qiao clenched his fist and blew Zhou Jielun, and the achievement was about to be achieved.

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Hongya Cave is the last drama.

Finished the big show.

The crew continued to polish other shots. A movie only took more than 80 minutes, and it took almost several months to shoot, and almost a second shot to polish for several hours.

Han Qiao closely monitored the promotion and distribution of "The Unknown" and the effect was pretty good. The media group had a lot of first-hand information, and the news of the omissions caused heated discussion among netizens.

Offline.

Times starry sky and China-Movie have a friendly relationship with newspapers, overwhelming publicity.

Mid-October.

Chongqing is still stuffy.

The crew is about to finish the filming.

This day.

Han Qiao was filming, and the staff came to inform: "Brother Han, Jiang Wenli and Xu Qing came to visit the set, right outside the crew."

Han Qiao was stunned.

Jiang Wenli visited the set, and some people said that after all, her husband Gu Changwei was carrying the camera, and Xu Qing came over, which was a bit subtle.

Han Qiao and Xu Qing had no good relationship. They had a little grudge. Even if they were told, they still did not violate the river.

"Tell me to Director Gu."

Han Qiao turned around and said, "Xiao Wang, order a hot pot."

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Outside the crew.

Two gorgeous peony flowers compete for fragrance. Jiang Wenli wore a lace hat, floral dress, white sandals, and red nail polish on her toes.

He has a rich and bright temperament.

Xu Qing might as well make more. She has a white light shirt, a white belt tied with a thin waist, light blue hot pants, and a pair of well-proportioned and slender legs that are eye-catching. It is hard to believe that Xu Qing, who is so girlish, is actually a classmate with Jiang Wenli around her, and is called "the double flower of the Central Academy of Drama."

Holding a small white umbrella, Xu Qingsu fanned her hands, and the exposed snow-white powder shoulders were sweating.

Jiang Wenli held her bag and smiled with red lips: "Okay, it's good to go out for a walk."

“Isn’t Chongqing beautiful?”

"It's just too hot." Xu Qing thrust her lips and looked at the river in front of her: "The water is gone. How are the fish inside now?"

"Oh my sister, you still care about fish at this time."

"You care."

"I have anything to care about, it's just a scandal."

"That's right." Jiang Wenli raised her eyes. Xu Qing had too many scandals, and the mistress and the mistress was sparse and the mistress was normal.

"By the way, why did your old Gu really work as a photographer for Han Qiao?"

"Oh..." Jiang Wenli frowned slightly: "So what about the number one photographer in China? After all, he is just a camera carrier. This time he is a photographer for Han Qiao. I hope there will be a change."

"Or peacock script?"

"That's right, who knows what Lao Gu thinks? I'm always thinking about this movie."

"Okay, Han Qiao and the others are here."

Xu Qing looked over and her eyes lit up. Han Qiao was tall and had outstanding temperament. After so long, her behavior was full of demeanor.

What a young man.

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Han Qiao was so hot that she was sweating in her crotch. She was posing with a big pendulum. When she saw Xu Qing from afar, she smiled and said, "Teacher Xu, sister, you are welcome to visit the crew."

"Please inside."

"It's too hot this day, Chongqing is not as good as Yanjing." Han Qiao turned his head and smiled at Jiang Wenli: "Sister, Brother Gu is looking at the camera, I'll take you there."

Jiang Wenli frowned slightly, holding her hat, and was so angry that she felt so angry that her wife came, and she had the heart to look at the camera, and she smiled with red lips: "Han Qiao, I've disturbed you, don't delay the shooting."

"Sister, what did you say?"

"Pengxiang is brilliant." Han Qiao smiled and said, "Sister, the school is not busy lately."

Xu Qing glanced at her eyes and noticed that Han Qiao was a little wrong. Jiang Wenli was Gu Changwei's wife, and she spoke intimately, and called her so affectionately. She looked at herself and then at Jiang Wenli, a little dissatisfied: "Han Qiao, when will the filming be completed?"

"It's almost done."

Han Qiao looked at Xu Qing and said that sincerity would not deceive me. Psychologically, when two beauties are together, they will still compare themselves secretly even if they have a good relationship. This is why the best friends of beautiful girls always have a little worse appearance.

Xu Qing is a girl. She is so old and has a young mind. How can she tolerate herself being inferior to Jiang Wenli?

Han Qiao's speech was very concise, deliberately giving Xu Qing a feeling of neglect.

(End of this chapter)